A VALENTINE .... I wait for you to be mine.

A valentine,

I still wait for you to be mine,

To be present for a sip of wine,

Over the evening dine.

You wait for me all dresses,

I wander all over for my lust,

It can never be a just,

For meeting you was a must.

The cam was on,

But I was gone,

Yes, it now feels all alone,

For it was just a half battle won.

I curse, I die,

I lie, I cry,

In your thoughts I dry,

And here all my emotions fry. 

The feelings were put on a scale,

To measure which side got a high,

The one who bought you up,

The other who made you walk.

The scale was balance,

But I was unbalanced,

The final call to the den,

It was made, but I was red.

A valentine,

I still wait for you to be mine............